Sep
In Varanasi, the Ganges pulls the world into the rhythms of its waters, slowing time. There is an ancient energy vibrating with devotion, longing, and eternal love. As the river meets the sky, peace and calm suffuse the world around it. And yet, within that stillness, there is an ache—a feeling that something or someone is missing.
In my new book, I’ve Had Enough of You, love feels simultaneously complete and incompletein Varanasi. Every breath you take beside the Ganges carries the weight of those you have loved and those you still wait for. The narrow, entwined streets carry the scents of incense and marigold. This fragrance envelops you like the emotions that weave through you when you are close to the ones who hold your heart—who are also the ones you most fear losing.
Here, at the ghats where life easily meets death, is a reflection of the soul’s deepest desire: to be complete in love. Even as the city roils around you, things grow quiet when you’re with your loved one. The world narrows to two heartbeats, and you can almost feel the city breathe in tandem with your love. And then, when they’re away, Varanasi’s sacred air weighs you down with gnawing incompleteness and fading memories.In I’ve Had Enough of You, Varanasi epitomizes this dichotomybetween spiritual timelessness and human longing.
